Unic Cjonr (Capriborn 73)
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Snared Is My Care
The wind that swept across the hand of time - So i glide along the mist, the cr6me of age - I am caged, inside a six sided room - I painted a portrait, the saint which brooms - The moon with a cow, my resentless destruction of the broken in my vows - I sleep not to keep, my memories which i have lost - The good i have damaged, the thought of rude mixed with sooth - I run in a field, the flowers winter my seeds - The vines of the rose, i use her thorns as a shield,
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